Lyrics:

The White Stripes:Ball And Biscuit

It's quite possible that I'm your third man, girl,
But it's a fact that I'm the seventh son
It's quite possible that I'm your third man, girl,
But it's a fact that I'm the seventh son

And right now you could care less about me
But soon enough you will care, by the time I'm done

Let's have a ball and a biscuit, sugar,
And take our sweet little time about it
Let's have a ball, girl,
And take our sweet little time about it
Tell everybody in the place to just get out
We'll get clean together
And I'll find me a soapbox where I can shout it

Read it in the newspaper
Ask your girlfriends and see if they know
Read it in the newspaper
Ask your girlfriends and see if they know

That my strength is ten-fold, girl,
I'll let you see it if you want to before you go

Let's have a ball and a biscuit, sugar,
And take our sweet little time about it
Let's have a ball
And take our sweet little time about it
Tell everybody in the place to just get out
We'll get clean together
And I'll find me a soapbox where I can shout it
(And I can think of one or two things to say about it)
(Listen)

D'you get the point now?

It's quite possible that I'm your third man
But it's a fact that I'm the seventh son
It was the other two which made me your third
But it was my mother who made me the seventh son
And right now you could care less about me
But soon enough you will care by the time I'm done

Stick around, you'll figure it out